Imagining Nangong Xiao like this, she finally felt a little happier. Still lost in her happy reverie, Di Yimo suddenly saw her.
Those deep eyes had their usual coldness, but they were very charming. For some reason, Nangong Xiao suddenly felt a bit embarrassed and gave him a fierce glare, but could only obediently inch closer.
"What did you want to see me for?" Nangong Xiao walked over, looking stunningly beautiful under the sunlight.
After all, she's only sixteen now. It's hard to imagine how breathtakingly beautiful she'll be when she fully grows up.
Di Yimo squinted slightly, speaking calmly, "I wanted to ask you something."
"Cough, cough." Di Wushuang, who was nearby, couldn't help but cough twice at Di Yimo's words, really wanting to say, "Di Yimo, your tricks are anything but simple."
With Di Wushuang's cough, both Di Yimo and Nangong Xiao simultaneously turned to look at him.
